Noon.
The thin sunlight hits down.
There was a lot of noise in the school.
For Fu Jiu, school life is one after another of exams.
After New Year's Eve, there will be a final exam.
This is a pain in the mind of every high school student.
But it's also an excuse to go to the great god.
Continue to let the great god help her press the questions.
But the current Fu Jiu is no longer the same as before.
Even the handsome appearance of the teenager who will twist his neck when he is in class will be posted to the post bar in the next second.
"Ahhhh "I'm still biting my pen there, and I look very serious about doing the questions."
"Some people say that my big spades will also climb over the wall, and I strongly ask to go over the wall."
"I suggest everyone go to No. 1 Middle School to see when he climbs over the wall and when he takes pictures."
"I won't challenge, I'm a cook, I'm going to go to the No. 1 Middle School Canteen to apply for a job, what do you want to eat in Big Spades, I'll give him two plates, let's smash it and grow your body" Yes.
I don't know why.
It was probably the words that Fu Jiu said when he was standing at the door of No. 1 Middle School while protecting He Honghua and was dug up.
Some of them are only aunts, and they are decisively turned fans.
Of course, among those aunts, including An Yinghou.
"Look, look, there are photos of my family smashed in the post bar, this angle is too handsome" An Ying took the mobile phone and let Qin Mo, who was sitting next to him, look at it: "It's not like the cat you raised before, I really didn't expect me to be so well-behaved in school, the way I bow my head and write is too cute, and my academic performance must be good." “ Qin Mo put down the bamboo chopsticks, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, his smile was a little cold: "Good academic performance" That guy's physics grades are so bad that his mother may never know.
"Well, well-behaved, handsome and cute."
An Ying looked at the photo, and then looked at her son's handsome and slightly cold face: "My dream is to raise such a son, and I have always been guiding you in this direction, who knows."
But it doesn't matter, it's the same with nine now, it's too white. “ Secretary Liang next to him heard this sentence and began to look up at the sky pretending to be very busy.
As soon as Qin Mo wanted to speak, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang.
A long-lost WeChat.
"Brother Mo, I'm in high school at the end of the semester, it's convenient to go to your house to review" Qin Mo looked at the screen, remembered Jiang Zuo's words, and put the phone back in his trouser pocket.
Since then.
Secretary Liang noticed that the president of their family was a little absent-minded.
This absent-mindedness continued into the group meeting an hour later.
He was standing behind Qin Mo and watched as the president of their family picked up and put down the phone for the seventh time.
The slender fingers slid across the screen and returned two words: "Convenient." ” When Fu Jiu received the great god's WeChat, he was standing at the door of the school supermarket, holding a lollipop in his mouth, holding his trouser pocket with one hand, typing with the other hand, and his silver hair was down, and he could only see the slight side face.
"Have you heard?"
"What" "The guy in class A was called into the office by Mr.
Hao again."
"Her grades have dropped so much recently, and it's normal for Teacher Hao to call her."
"I always feel weird" After Fu Jiu heard this, he didn't know what he was thinking, put down his mobile phone, and turned his head to look at the group of girls aa2705221: